The Ripple Effect

28/05/2026

Thursday ripple…

Grief lives in the body too.

Sometimes in the chest.

Sometimes in the lungs.

Sometimes in the way you hold your breath without even noticing.

I think after loss we spend so much time holding everything in
that eventually the body starts holding it too.

Tight chest.

Shallow breathing.

Always bracing a little.

Maybe healing sometimes starts there too.

One deeper breath.

One longer exhale.

One moment where the body realises it doesn’t have to hold everything alone anymore.

27/05/2026

“No fuss, no filter, no holding back,
Real talk only — we’re keeping it fact.
Late night laughs and stories untold,
No Fuss Podcast — brave, raw, bold.”

https://open.spotify.com/episode/5JBmkLM2nbC0pVElz7QvzT?si=HR4p3go7QRePgFTuYa6xjQ&t=0

No fuss · Episode

27/05/2026

Starting over after loss is strange.

You don’t just lose a person.

You lose routines, dreams, safety, and parts of yourself too.

I’m still figuring out who I am now.

But maybe that’s not failure.

Maybe that’s life asking me to become someone new.

26/05/2026

Jonny and I survived a lot together.

Recovery. Fear. Illness.

The kind of days that change you forever.

What kept us going wasn’t strength it was love.

It was also humour, a cup of tea, and refusing to give up .

People underestimate the power of simply staying.

25/05/2026

People think grief is just sadness.

But sometimes grief is waking up and not recognising your own life anymore.

I’m learning that healing isn’t about “moving on.”

It’s about learning how to carry love and loss at the same time.

Some days I do that well. Some days I don’t.
And both are okay.

24/05/2026

Healing rarely happens all at once.

Sometimes it’s just one softer thought.

One deeper breath.

One more day starting over, rewriting your own story.

21/05/2026

Thursday ripple

The real courage is letting myself believe life is not over.

Not just surviving.

Actually living again.

Making plans.

Feeling hope.

Imagining a future again.

Grief changed me deeply.

But I'm still allowed to begin again too.

17/05/2026

Myth's and reality

I used to think time would heal everything.

Now I know grief doesn’t disappear
you slowly learn how to carry it while still living your life around it.

I thought being strong meant holding it together all the time.

But sometimes strength is simply getting through the day when everything feels heavy.

I thought moving forward means leaving someone behind.

I don’t believe that anymore. Love stays, just in a different way.

Some days I’m okay, and other days grief finds me again through a song, a memory, or a moment nobody else would notice.

And maybe that’s the truth about grief:
there is no perfect way to do it.

There’s only learning to live beside it, one day at a time.

14/05/2026

Thursday ripple.....

One of the hardest parts of grief is allowing yourself to see beauty again.

There can be guilt in it.

Like smiling, laughing, feeling hope again… somehow means you’re leaving them behind.

But grief doesn’t work like that.

Healing isn’t letting go of the love.

It’s learning how to carry the loss while slowly letting life back in too.

And honestly, some days that feels harder than the grief itself.

Because after loss, even happiness can feel unfamiliar for a while.

If you feel this too, you’re not alone.

10/05/2026

Weekends feel different for me now.

Sometimes I look around and it feels like the whole world is moving forward with life…
making plans, going out, laughing, living normally…
while part of me still feels emotionally left behind somewhere.

It’s not always about physically being alone.
It’s more the feeling of your whole inner world changing while everything around you carries on the same.

Weekends seem to make me feel it more sometimes.

The quiet.
The slower hours.
The memories.
The space to think too much.

Some days I’m completely fine.

Other days I feel like I’m just watching life happen from the outside of it.

Sometimes healing is simply getting through the day a little softer than before.

Going for a walk.
Sitting with a coffee.
Having five peaceful minutes instead of two.

And that still counts as moving forward.

07/05/2026

Thursday ripple.....

Sometimes I think my heart has to choose

light or shadow, strength or fragility, love or fear.

But I’m learning it doesn’t.

There’s space in me for all of it

even the parts that hurt, even the parts that scare me.

Grief shows me this most of all.

I feel the ache… and still, there’s a quiet hope for what’s ahead.

I’m not broken.

I’m human. I’m still here.

For me, healing isn’t about choosing one side
it’s about holding it all.

Nothing to fix.
Just to feel… and gently keep going.

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